All language subtitles for Wish Me Luck S01E04.eng

[theme music]

[woman screaming]

[knocking at door]

Come in.

We've taken rather more on
say so than I'd have liked.

But Cad said you'd
had her checked out.

Yes, but most
of the information

came from the local resistance
workers in her area.

Well, that's all
right then, isn't it?

Not necessarily.

According to you, she is very
much the lady of the manor.

But she was born with that.

Yes, but I have no way of
knowing whether our sources

of information on
former employees of hers

are giving her an
entirely bogus reference.

Maybe their families have
worked on lady Claudine's estate

since Louis XIV.

She could be sympathetic
to the Germans.

Claudine?
Never.

You don't know her
like I know her.

I don't know her at
all, that's my worry.

She's my best friend.

It still means something.

You haven't seen her
since the war started.

But surely all your contacts
can't be wrong about her,

even if they are communists.

Communists aren't the
real problem out here.

Sorry, It's just that
Cad wanted us to be

careful about them, that's all.

Yes, well it's been a
while since Cad was out here.

I find them a damn side more
helpful than the [inaudible]

lot, that's for sure.

Anyway, one thing I can
assure you about Claudine

is she's no communist.

Never met anyone so
possessive about their stuff,

not that it stopped
averring everyone

else's when she felt like it.

KIT: How do you think she feels
about Krieger and the affair

billeting themselves
in her shadow?

I'm sure she loathes it.

But she'd never let them
know that, that would

be a sign of weakness, you see.

Listen to me very carefully.

There is no such thing
as best friends out here.

You're doing a
very dangerous job.

There are no certainties,
only temporary alliances.

Maurice's cell was
betrayed six months ago,

he lost six men and three women.

Nobody knows if there isn't
another informant still

there waiting to be activated.

Now, when you get to Claudine's,
for God's sake, be careful.

Now, remember the directions.

From the station--

Where there'll
be a checkpoint.

Especially after that
free French escapade.

What a bunch of crackpots.

Go on.

Turn right, by the butchers,
through the marketplace,

and the estate manager's
office is on the street

behind the wash house.

Is that wonderful little pastry
shop still on the same corner

of the square?

[theme music]

Colonel, in your honor.

The merry widow.

You remembered.

[laughing] You must
think I'm awfully brazen.

No, madam.

I wouldn't.

I assure you.

It was the merest coincidence.

I was sorting through my
record collection back there,

and I remembered your remark.

When your soldiers were
helping me to pack.

It still embarrasses me to
have to impose my officers

on your chateaux this way.

Please, Colonel
Krieger, we agreed.

No apologies, when necessary.

A casualty of war, no more.

Ah, but Lehar.

I'm afraid it makes me
dreadfully nostalgic.

Music and books, the
best way to survive.

Well, you must admit, that
German occupation of Guyancourt

hasn't been too arduous as yet.

I'm sure we're all grateful
for the consideration

you've shown us, Colonel.

And if everyone behaves
themselves, there's no reason

why it shouldn't continue .

You can trust me,
Madame De Valois.

We don't have much
option, Colonel, do we?

No, you don't, do you?

Good morning.

Is this Stalin's
latest suggestion

for remaining incognito?

MAN: Sorry to trouble
you like this,

but Francois had been
knocked down by a lorry.

Really?

My condolences.

Who is he?

An ex-husband.

So?

Minette gave him the letter
to deliver to Guyancourt.

Oh, Jesus, no.

What happened?

I told you!

Got knocked off his
bike by a lorry.

A German lorry of all things.

They were very apologetic.

And the letter?

MAN: Never got delivered.
- Damn.

Damn!

What the hell was
Minette thinking of?

Her mother was
taken ill suddenly.

She had to go.

It's only a letter.

Only a letter?

If Claudine has no idea that
Celeste is even in France--

Soon as we found out we sent
somebody else to Guyancourt.

Too late, you'd
be there by now.

Sorry, Gregoire.

You know what London
thinks of your people.

It wasn't deliberate.

It wasn't a plot.

And we aren't the
only ones around here

not to deliver things.

What about those
boxes of fireworks

you promised us last month?

That's not the point,
that's out of my hands.

You know that.

Exactly.

Anything we can do
to put things right?

I doubt it.

Let's hope Celeste
strikes it lucky.

Well, there was
another thing we found.

The state manager's
office, it's changed.

[sighs]

Due back on the third of
next month, Chantel, yes?

All right.

I'm so pleased
you've chosen this.

It's the saddest ending
of any book I know.

See where it's curled
at the edges, here?

Mm hmm.

I cried for an hour after
I read it the first time.

I was just 14.

You will look after
it, won't you?

Of course.

I wish I'd known
you when you were 14.

You wouldn't have
liked me at all.

I was an appalling snob.

I'm so much better now.

I find it difficult to imagine
you with braces on your teeth.

I never had them.

My mother thought I was perfect.

Isn't that terrible?

I'll just check Sophie's
prepared the tea.

[sighs]

Oh.

I was expecting the
state manager's office.

Ah, you've just
arrived in Guyancourt?

From Rossa?

Monsieur La Grande
has been requisitioned

for vital war work.

Perhaps Madame De
Valois can help you.

Oh, yes, actually it
was Claudine that I--

Claudine!

I can't tell you what a
journey I've had from Rossa.

But, why didn't you
tell me about all this?

My dear, this is only
my first week here.

You remember all those
hundreds and hundreds of books

we always had around the place?

Well, who could
forget, you always

said you could open a library.

I was going to write,
but you know how it is.

I'm just so busy these days.

Well, you always were
busy, but I did write.

Didn't get my letter?

Not yet.

Colonel Krieger, you must
see to the postal service.

I'm afraid it's just as
bad as it was under Rano.

Oh, this is Colonel Krieger.

He's in charge of, well,
just about everywhere

around here, as far as Brague.

Celeste [inaudible], Colonel.

Charmed, Madame.

We've known each other
for ages, since school days,

in fact.

Did you have
braces on your teeth?

Well, yes, I did, actually.

I was telling the Colonel,
I never wore them as a child.

Celeste was just as pretty,
but somehow her parents

decided her teeth had
to be straightened.

And just look how
perfectly she turned out.

Oh my darling, it is so
wonderful to have you here,

I can't tell you.

Now, the Colonel and I were
just about to have tea.

Sophie's back there somewhere.

Then we can have a
jolly good gossip.

The Colonel will be
bored rigid, I'm afraid.

Very unlikely,
Madam De Valois.

I shall be intrigued,
I'm sure. sure.

Busy day down there.

Can't see clearly
what it is, can you?

Ammo?

Could be.

Oh, hello.

That bloke's foreign.

Smoking.

Maybe you're right.

Looks like it must be ammo.

Can you hear some
kind of machine?

And that's sand, isn't it?

[music playing]

For God's sake.

You're right, it is sand.

And they've got a cement
mixer going over there.

Full blast, too.

So, ammo, concrete, now what
does that all add up to,

do you reckon?

The Sorbonne.

You were clever girls.

Oh, we never did
a stroke of work.

Complete mystery to me how
we ever passed an exam.

Celeste, honestly, you
were a terrible swot.

Always had her head
in a book, that one.

But Claudine,
what do you mean?

Every time I sat
down to work she'd

be whisking me off to go
to swimming, or dancing,

or parties.

CLAUDINE: That was
your real education.

You had no discipline?

We stayed with an
aunt of Claudine's.

She was a little deaf.

A little?

She wouldn't have noticed
the entire Military

Academy marching upstairs.

And did they?

It's true she
was a little deaf.

But we never took advantage
of her, did we Celeste?

Oh, never.

[laughing]

Colonel, I seem
to have exhausted

my supply of Lehar I'm afraid.

I'm sure you'd like
some Wagner, but, alas--

On the contrary, this
conversation is much

more interesting than Wagner.

Then most conversations are.

[laughing] Was it in Paris
you met your husband?

CLAUDINE: No--

CELESTE: Yes.

I did, she didn't.

He was also a student?

He was a teacher from Dijon.

He was on a special course.

A teacher.

Did her parents approve
of such a match?

Of course.

More tea, Colonel?

Thank you.

Thank you.

How long have you
lived in Rossa?

Since I was married.

My husband was killed by
a British bombing raid.

And when did the
two of you last meet?

Colonel, surely you
aren't interrogating us?

Madam De Valois, I apologize.

An occupational hazard.

My wife has been known
to make the same remark.

It just shows how limited my
conversational horizons have

become.

Well, you must
visit us more often.

We'll try to do
something about it.

Nothing would give
me more pleasure.

I can't tell you
what a refreshing

change this has been from
all the normal talk I

have to put up with.

But now, I must return to it.

Not without your books.

They're outside, on the counter.

How much do I owe
you for the books?

Oh, Colonel, I couldn't
possibly charge you.

Madam De Valois, we are a very
orderly and responsible nation.

A debt is a debt.

Thank you.

Oh God, I nearly died on
the spot when I saw you.

The letter.
There should have been a letter.

From England.

It would've never
got past the sensor.

No, no, locally, by courier.

Something must have
happened to him.

My god.

You really are
involved in all this.

Well, why shouldn't I be?

Don't you realize
what it's like out here?

Yes, I think so.

Well, I wish you
could have told me.

We could have swapped.

What wouldn't I give to
be living in Devon now.

Well I'm here, for me,
because I want to be.

Jack was killed last November.

Oh, Liz.

I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm sorry, I--

I didn't mean to snap, it's--

its just all so unexpected.
Who would have thought it?

Liz Granger here.

My name is Celeste [inaudible].

I'm a part time
teacher from Rossa.

My husband Raul was killed
in a British bombing raid--

Oh, Liz.

Stop it.

Now tell me about Vicky.

What is she now, five?

How could you leave
her at that age?

We were married
for seven years.

We had no children.

Claudine, I need your help.

[telegraph noises]

Come on, Amy, it's been
nearly half an hour--

I know, I know.

Almost done, Lois.

You're a gem.

Oh.

Can I help?

I don't know, can you?

Allow me to demonstrate.

Oh.

Oh, god.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Where did you learn
to be so wonderful?

I once played Romeo in
weekly rep at Wolverhampton.

You have no idea the
havoc the balcony scene

can play in your neck muscles.

One of the actresses in
the cast took pity on me.

Hmm, I bet she did.

Who was it, the nurse?

Don't be so cheeky.

Ms. Juliet, herself.

We did a bit of
off-stage rehearsal.

AMY: Isn't Juliet supposed
to be 14, or something?

She was very nice.

She was about 35.

It's a good age in a
woman I always feel.

Yes, she had a child she
wanted me to take scening.

That reminds me, Celeste--

Just fine, I'm sure.

Feel better?

Much, thanks.

Maybe we should swap.

You should be the
nurse for a while.

They're no joke, these
cover stories, Amy.

One slip and Bob's your uncle.

My god, you filthy beast.

Oh come on, I was
just reminding you--

My towel.

What have you done
with my towel?

[laughing]

Deliveries of ammunition,
including torpedoes,

Collin thinks.

Submarines, do you suppose?

Could be the E boat.

I can't be sure from
what we've got so far,

but it sounds like
E boats to me.

Inspection by a high ranking
officer, deliveries of sand,

cement mixer busy.

Section 2 reports barges on
the canals, carrying aggregate,

moving up towards Brague.

So, we have aggregate,
sand, and cement

mixer, which equals concrete.

And concrete means
fortifications.

Well, they're obviously
strengthening the place.

What do you think?

A defensive measure against
the second front, or a harbor

to raid the convoys?

Who knows.

I mean, we know virtually
be all about what

goes on outside our brief.

Not sure that anyone
does, except the PM.

I have no doubt we're spy proof.

How come?

Any counterespionage
Nazi agent

who can work out the Allied
strategy in occupied Europe

is at least 10 steps
ahead of idiots like us

who were supposed
to be working on it.

I know it's all a bit like
a crossword puzzle, this end,

but we have real people out
there, with real families,

and real problems.

I know, Faith.

How's our recruitment
coming along?

Prefer French or Italian?

What, men?

Food.

Italian.

Long as they don't try
and pinch my bottom.

[laughing]

Oh, god, this will
be the death of me.

Good job Cad, safely
tucked up in bed.

[music playing]

Thank God.

[knocking on door]

[whistling]

Can I help?

You're new to the district.

A few questions, just routine.

Where?

At our headquarters,
Guyancourt.

But, my patients.

I mean, I have appointments.

It really won't take long.

If we have your cooperation.

So when did you find out?

About two hours
after you'd left.

There was nothing I could do.

It was a bit of a shock
seeing that picture out there,

as well.

Yes, I'm sorry about that.

But what can I do if they
don't tell me these things.

Any thoughts on the job?

Well, part-time teaching.

Claudine said she
could introduce me

to the right people.

Good.

I'm still not sure about
where I'm going to live, though.

I thought you'd be
staying with Claudine?

- Me too, she won't have me.
- What?

Why not?

Too much of a risk, could
make Krieger suspicious.

There's something in there.

You don't look happy.

Claudine?

No, she was fine.

Except that, you were
right, we have changed

a bit since the war started.

I mean, look at me.

It's just I somehow
didn't expect Claudine

to have changed at all.

In what ways has she changed?

Just a bit more cautious.

She was always so
impulsive, generous.

Thank god.

I'm relieved.

It makes her a better colleague.

It's only natural she'd
have changed like that.

I mean, look what
she's had to give up.

Of course, you're right.

Still, it would help if
you could stay with her.

There's no one
else in Guyancourt

apart from Maurice's group.

I wouldn't mind, I think
we've all become a bit more

relaxed about the communists.

It's got nothing to
do with politics Liz,

I've told you before,
Maurice's cell

was turned over six months ago.

It takes a long time to
build up trust again.

I'm sorry.

I'll go back and ask.

She may be just being
properly cautious, of course.

Only you can tell.

I'll ask.

You look tired.

There was a drop last night.

That reminds me.

He came with a new
chap for section two.

Some more fireworks.

It's from Vickie.

Her Code is much better,
but she hates the medicines.

Says it tastes all yucky.

And grandma reads
Pooh, but apparently

she gets all the voices wrong.

KIT: You'd better destroy it.

Destroy it, what for?

Better?

Shall I eat it now?

KIT: Don't be ridiculous.

You know the risks.

OK.

I'm sorry, I should
have thought,

your wife and children.

It was tactless of me.

You've got nothing
to apologize for.

You didn't drop the bomb.

Do you know how, where?

No.

That is, they'd been
visiting an aunt in the city.

Her house was bombed?

No.

It was a direct
hit on the entrance

to the nearest tube station.

They didn't make it there,
but they'd left the aunt's.

Times coincide.

Maybe I shouldn't
have brought this up.

If they had a grave
It wouldn't be so bad.

You can mourn a grave.

But how the hell can I
mourn at the entrance

to cannon Street Station?

Anyway, enough of that.

There's work to be done.

No, Kit, you've got
to talk about this.

It's only talking about
it that makes it bearable.

No.

I'm Gregoire, and
you're Celeste,

and we're here to do a job.

And if we let our personal
feelings get in the way--

No, you're wrong,
you're wrong.

I just know you are.

If we do that, if we, if we
crush our personal feelings,

become names, Celeste,
Gregoire, whatever.

I mean, if you forget what
your family meant to you,

if I forget what
Jack meant to me--

it's got to be talked
about, it's vital.

We've got to keep them alive.

I mean, please don't tell
me this is silly, or weak,

or just like a woman.

It's not, it's the truth.

It's, it's what we're
fighting for, isn't it?

What we're fighting against
is that awful anonymity,

those crowds cheering--

Oh god this must
sound so muddled.

It's just it's so
easy to become,

to becoming human, like
them, like the Nazis.

Oh for god sakes, stop me.

No, you're right.

[music playing]

You moved into your
present flat 15 days ago.

Yes.

And before that?

In Rushville.

I trained in Sharon, I was
posted to Rushville in June.

I see.

Look, Lieutenant, I am
sorry, will this take long?

I mean, I do have a number of
patients to visit this morning.

It's just routine.

Mademoiselle Laplan.

Shouldn't take long at all.

Are you all right?

Unfortunately,
the answer is no.

MATTY: How did it happen?

Some very foolish
countrymen of yours

thought it would be
a good idea to blow

up the bridge at Folviere.

They'll soon find otherwise.

Let me look at it.

No, really, there's no need.

I am a nurse, Colonel.

Very well, then.

That's going to be painful.

There, the ankle's
already started to swell.

I can dress the wound for
you, but you should have

a cold compress on that ankle.

Here.

Do you have a basin
through there?

KRIEGER: Yes.

Well, if you wash
your knee and soak

this thoroughly in cold
water, I can wrap it for you.

I-- I think your lieutenant
had gone through all

the questions with me.

It's just, I do have
all these appointments,

you see, and I really wasn't
expecting to spend a day here.

I think you should
realize Mademoiselle,

that I am in charge here.

What my lieutenant has to say
is of little or no importance.

Could you take your
boot off, please, sir.

[groaning] I hope no one
comes in while we're like this.

They could easily
get the wrong idea.

Seems to be the
story of my life.

It's happened to
you before, has it?

Once or twice.

Is that, uh, is that why
you moved from Roshville?

There was this farmer.

I was supposed to be
treating his wife,

but every time I
went he kept making

excuses to get me on his own.

And?

Well, you know, sir.

Kept trying to touch me.

You can deal with that
sort of thing, surely.

Course I can.

Until one day, he
went a bit further.

I trust you had the decency
to tend to your resignation.

I certainly did.

Think I left him with
a permanent limp, too.

Now, how's that?

Wonderful.

Good.

You say my lieutenant
questioned you

before I arrived?

Yes, he said it
was just routine.

And so it is, for the moment.

There have been
quite a few outbreaks

of senseless vandalism.

No one is free of suspicion.

It's really quite useless
to take on the might

of the German Army.

Perhaps you could make
the point on your rounds.

I don't think
any of my patients

are capable of things like that.

I think you know what I mean.

Perhaps you care to come
and look at the wound

again in a day or so.

And, uh, steer clear
of any farmers.

And then there's the ammo.

Tell those who need
to know, and tell them

it's ready for collection.
- Right.

It's Serrano.

By himself?

KIT: Yes.

Amy.

Leave us.

Well?

Taken in this morning.

How do you know?

We had a rendezvous,
she didn't show up.

Concierge says it's just--
- You went there?

There's no choice.
We had to know.

Anyway, I thought she
might just be ill.

But the concierge
say it's normal.

They do it with all new tenants.

Not all.

We know [inaudible]
was in the area.

I'll bet Krieger's in hot water.

Where is she?
- Unfair.

Guyancourt.

Anyone see you at the flat?

Just the concierge.

What do we do?

Nothing directly.

Be doubly cautious,
change your rendezvous.

He said it was just routine.

Got you over here
fast enough, didn't it.

What about [inaudible]?

Hidden.

- Notebook?
- [inaudible]

Sure?

- Saw her do it last night.
- In her room?

- No, just outside--
- Leave us.

But--

The less you know the better.

Look, I'm not a
child, you didn't

have to protect me like this.

You're behaving like one now.

It's not necessary that you
know, and safer that you don't.

The set's in the
boiler cupboard

on the landing outside her flat.

Can you get at them?

I'll have a go.

KIT: No unnecessary risks.

SERRANO: Can we still transmit?

KIT: Not without Amy.

She's the only decent pianist
in the entire section.

There's two subs [inaudible]
and fortifications

have gotten much stronger.

If they've taken Amy, I'll have
to try and get the information

out through section two.

[music playing]

No!

Oh god, I thought you've had it.

Where's the set?

In here.

I had someone outside,
I was terrified.

[music playing]

MAN: Your contact is
the woman with the pram,

on the steps behind the stage.

[music playing]

Father Paul has a
message from [inaudible]..

Thanks.

FATHER PAUL: Go to Monsieur
[inaudible],, the candler.

He tells me his son
is leaving to join

the General in North Africa.

It may be that Gregoire
can use the information.

Find out precisely
when he leaves.

Next, see Monsieur [inaudible].

He'll be in the
butchers at 3:00.

[music playing]

Details of renewed
fortification in Brague,

the precise tonnage of ships
now entering the harbor,

and a parachute
drop 25 kilometers

south southeast of Cabot La
Fontaine at 2100 hours on the--

Third next month.

Third of next month.

MATTY: Got it all?

Got it.

Memorize and destroy, he said.

Right.

How are you feeling now?

About Krieger?

Yes.

Relieved, in a
funny sort of way.

I mean, I was terrified.

I didn't know what they knew.

I didn't know if all this
routine talk was real.

But when Krieger spent more
time whining about his leg

and shouting at the
lieutenant, I knew

I was going to be all right.

LIZ: A bit like getting
your tenderfoot.

Sorry?

You're first
punch in the guides.

This is going to come
as a big shock to you,

but I was never in the guides.

Sorry.

How's Serrano getting
on now, do you think?

Ah, fine.

He's really a lot nicer
and smarter than I gave

him credit for in training.

Training, doesn't that
all seem like years ago?

It was last month.

Have you heard from Vicki?

Yes, I had a letter
from her in the last drop.

It much better.

And Claudine?

I'm on my way to see her
now, trying to persuade

her to let me stay with her.

Ah, what's the
matter with her?

She's frightened I might
draw attention to her.

She's probably right, I hate to
be a burden on her like this.

It's not a question
of being a burden.

We're all fighting
on the same side.

Can't she see that?

Can the free French,
can the communists?

I'm very sorry, I
can't risk anywhere else.

Why here?

Don't we do enough to help?

Why should I risk
my neck like this?

There's no risk, believe me.

I'll be gone in 20 minutes.

The detective [inaudible]
need half an hour

before they really get a fix.

My husband is a courier.

My son is with the General.

If they find you here, it
could jeopardize their lives.

Please Madame, I've
only got 15 minutes.

They're waiting for my
transmission in London.

I got your name from Gregoire.

What about your ariel?

Where do you think
you're going to put that?

You might just as well hang a
sign outside the front door.

I've been thinking about that.

MAN: You're late with
the wash today, Cecile.

I can usually set
my watch by you.

[music playing]

[telegraph noises]

So, submarine's a definite.

I must say she's done very
well, that girl of yours.

GRACE: Yours too.

It was your instinct,
don't forget.

I haven't.

Now if E boats are
in and out daily

they must be grouping to
attract the Atlantic convoys.

It couldn't possibly be the
start of another attempted

invasion, could it?

Very unlikely.

There would be more reports
of troops and armaments

moving up all along the coast.

And the other port towns
would be budging too.

No, no.

They're merely reinforcing
Brague at this point.

GRACE: Other sections?

Nothing special.

You news of your recruiting
drive, by the way?

Oh, god, don't remind me,
Cad, I've been doing it all day.

Honestly, most of them couldn't
ask their way to the railway

station without being arrested.

And some of those accents--

I mean, I know we're
desperate, Cab, but--

[foreign language]
the railway station

CAD: [laughing]

Cad?

Do you fancy a bite
to eat somewhere?

CAD: I'd like that
very much, Grace,

but the girls are
home from school.

Oh, well that's fine.

I didn't mean anything.
I-- I just thought--

CAD: No, no, no.
Of course.

Good idea.

Another time?

Yes, yes, another time.

CAD: I've got a better idea.

Why don't you come home with me?

Helen would love to
see you, there's always

some food about somewhere.

That or a drink?

No, no, not tonight, Cad.

I'm tired, you're tired.

Besides, my sister's
probably got another admirer

lined up for me.

Still thinks you're
short of male company.

I know all about
that sister of yours.

Helen's got one just like
her, forever matchmaking.

Best give in with
her good grace.

See you in the morning.

GRACE: Bright and early.

[knocking on door]

CLAUDINE: My, god!

Just look at you!

LIZ: [inaudible],,
do you like it?

Not at all.

For heaven's sake.

Come on in, take
those wet things off.

Dreadfully verboten,
and all that.

And I deserve a little treat
for having to listen to that

jumped up tart, [inaudible].

- Krieger's mistress.
- That's right.

Apparently Krieger's
younger brother is due to be

sent to the Eastern front.

I suppose that
means they're taking

divisions from the Western
front to fight in Stalingrad.

But your people will be
able to interpret all that.

I'll tell Gregoire.

Not tonight.

It's curfew in a minute, and
you're in no fit condition

to go anywhere.

I'm sorry, Claudine, I
came all this way to help,

and here I am a
burden to everyone.

You're not a burden
to anyone, Liz.

I can't tell you how good
it's been to see you again.

Made me think of Lucerne,
and Paris, and Barrett's.

All those happy times.

Claudine, I hate to ask again,
but if I am going to be working

here, I mean, as a
part-time teacher,

as well as a courier, I'm going
to need someplace to stay.

Not just yet.

Put this under your
tongue and listen to me.

We're best friends, right?

And best friends can always
tell each other the truth.

It's been a nightmare
here since they came.

Every day on the radio
the news getting worse.

German armies in Paris.

In Paris!

Nobody believing
they'd ever get here.

Though we've never had
anything like a defense.

That dreadful,
appalling little man

with a Charlie Chaplin mustache,
making us sign a surrender.

And the armored cars
rolling through the town,

taking over the town hall.

Turning me out of my own house.

I used to think of you.

Part of me hated you for
still having your freedom.

And the rest of me wanted you
to have it, so that at least one

of us would be free.

And to find you here, in the
middle of this nightmare.

I've done my best to survive.

It's not much of a life, Liz.

Fawning to Krieger.

Lending out my own
and my family's books.

Being polite to the
petty bourgeoisie.

What I'm really saying is,
I'm lonely, and miserable,

and I need a friend.

Of course you can stay.

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